"Undead, all undead."
On the watchtower of Cenarion Fortress, Bolvar held up a monocular and looked at what was happening on the distant front.
At this time, the entire Silithus was affected by C'Thun's power, and even the sun was shrouded in invisible pollution, shaped like blood-red pupils, staring at all life, even if the druids and mages in the fortress were watching. He tried his best to hold up the barrier, but the power was still slowly seeping into the barrier, and even Bolvar felt that his spirit was becoming weak and irritable.
Without the strong intervention of the Scourge, their continued stay in Silithus would only lead to one outcome, and that would be total annihilation.
"Terrible monster," Malfurion looked moved. He couldn't believe that such a terrifying thing was buried deep under the soil of Silithus. He once thought that he had witnessed the invasion of the Burning Legion and the collapse of the Well of Eternity. Nothing in the world can frighten him so much, "But this power gives me a feeling of déjà vu..."
Unlike the archdruid who was deep in thought, the other commanders were more concerned about the current situation of the army. Varok stood up and said, "We'd better evacuate here quickly, this is no longer a place where living people can stay! We are not afraid of dying in battle, but I cannot let my people die here in vain."
"I also agree. I will ask the mages to prepare the teleportation array immediately." Jaina also believes that the best way at the moment is to evacuate. "I hope the space here is not too chaotic. I can't imagine the end of evacuating the desert on foot." "
After saying that, Jaina used teleportation magic to leave the tower to make arrangements for the retreat. Seeing that his wishes had been made clear, Varok left in a hurry without staying any longer. He was still a little worried about Garrosh. Safety, although his health was not serious, he was affected by Lothar's power, and coupled with the harsh environment in Silithus, he would not be able to explain to Thrall if something unexpected happened.
Although Garrosh is young, reckless, impetuous, and impatient, almost exactly like his father, and Varok is usually very strict with him, but he also sincerely treats Garrosh as his own child, and he does not want the new The tribe has followed the old path of the old tribe, but how much time do these old orcs have to correct and take care of it? They can only place their hopes on the younger generation.
Bolvar watched Jaina and Varok leave, and then asked Malfurion, "You just said they were familiar...have you dealt with these monsters? Why didn't you tell us in advance?"
Malfurion frowned, then relaxed after a moment, "I see... Nightmare, Andrassil, there has never been only one ancient god."
But soon Malfurion was very worried and said to Bolvar, "These ancient gods are ancient powers that live in the depths of Azeroth. I don't know their origins, and I only have a vague understanding of their existence." , and it was only today that I learned that there is such an ancient and evil god in the depths of Ahn'Qiraj. This is my dereliction of duty."
"These monsters..." After Bolvar listened to Malfurion's explanation, he knew that the tragic sacrifices of the soldiers today were not Malfurion's fault. He turned to ask Malfurion another question, "What about these undead? Do you know why they want to help us?"
Malfurion still shook his head. His eyes full of complex emotions looked at the fiercest battlefield ahead. Many of those souls were Kaldorei. They had spilled too much blood on this desert. Kaldorei and the corpses of the bugmen stretch all the way from Silithus to Tanaris.
Now in this most difficult moment, they did not expect that it was they who fought for a way out for today's warriors - but the most helpless thing is that now they can do nothing but wait for the natural disaster and the ancient gods to decide the winner. .
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"How long do you think it will last, Lothar?"
Arthas is paying attention to the battle situation in Silithus in the Night Fortress. Although they have made preparations in advance, and with the existence of Naxxramas, they have raised an undead army that cannot be underestimated, but in fact this The military strength is far less than that of the worms and faceless men.
C'Thun did not completely break free of the seal, but only used some force to prevent the coalition forces from going deeper. This is equivalent to a person whose hands and feet are tied while trying to save himself while crushing the insects that are coming up around him with his fingers. On the contrary, it will Delaying his real escape, but with this small amount of power, if the Scourge had not arrived in time, the Azeroth coalition would have been completely wiped out.
"No more than twelve hours," Lothar's estimate of the troops on hand was not optimistic. "The number of undead we can summon at the same time is limited, and the investment in new troops is far less than the consumption."
Although Naxxramas alone can theoretically produce endless undead, their efficiency in using corpses and souls has an upper limit. Now they are facing such a situation, and Ahn'Qiari is pouring out The bugs and faceless men have exceeded the limit of the natural disaster army. It is only a matter of time before they are completely defeated, and this time is not very generous.
"Twelve hours...enough."
Alsace looked at the other side of the hall. A huge magic projection was showing Reggie Winterhan's every move. He had successfully used the ancient portal to locate Argus and was requesting Argus to open the portal. authority, and that won't be long.
"The main variable is actually C'Thun. If he senses a threat, he will definitely stop the activation of the Origin Furnace at all costs. Just don't let him notice the existence of the Sargrit Keystone," Arthas explained, but But he was a little worried, "Well..."
"The Sargrith Keystone is well preserved. The probability of being discovered before Naxxramas is shot down is extremely small. You don't have to worry." Lothar thought Arthas was worried about their intentions being exposed.
"No, it's not about the keystone," Alsace frowned. The two protagonists of this event were taking the stage, but logically there should have been a "special guest", but this guest was performing After some foreplay, he suddenly disappeared.
Arthas didn't believe that the other party had no intention of getting involved in this major change that was about to change the pattern of Azeroth. He might have stopped now because of a more important goal.
"I can't care so much anymore..." Alsace frowned. There was no time to investigate that guy's movements now. If he missed this critical time point, it would be a fool's errand to find such a good opportunity next time.
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On a certain coast, a group of Nagas boarded the land surrounded by something under the cover of darkness. The female Naga who was the leader led them into the jungle on the coast after identifying the surrounding direction. inside.
When the group of Nagas were completely gone, a round figure jumped down from the tree in panic. He pressed the fisherman's hat on his head and watched in amazement as the Naga snake tails meandered along the coast. traces.
The black and white bear-shaped creature took a deep breath, fearfully patted its chest and whispered to itself:
"By God... I'm scared to death. I can meet Naga even when I go fishing."
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